Nothing in My Head
For when you can't remember what you've forgotten
There’s nothing in my head
No empire
No ruin
And yet I
Feel something
About to
Come through it
There’s nothing in my head
Why do I
Believe it
A memory’s
Undoing
Oh did I
Complete it?
There’s nothing
Nothing
No grief I could have erased
There’s nothing
Nothing
No rage I have misplaced
There’s nothing in my head but dust in shapes where things once were
I’ve never thought or said it but my mind recalls a word
The syllables escape me and the meaning has been lost
But why do I still feel I’ve paid a cost?
There’s nothing in my head
No world for me to bear
No empire
to ruin
There’s truly nothing there
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The Ritual of Winter Challenge Winners
Welcome to the Winners Announcement for The Ritual of Winter challenge. This prompt focused on winter rituals and the meaning that settles into them over time. The top pieces stay grounded in ordinary acts and repeated routines, letting winter shape the work through pace, attention, and restraint.
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